Roderick had buried any thoughts of love or happiness the day he buried his wife. He swore on her honor that he would never marry again, but the burdens of being laird are too heavy for one set of shoulders. No matter how broad.
He prayed to his deceased wife that she might select him a reasonable partner...
Aileen is three things: Practical, Logical, and...Impulsive. So when a drunken run in with a fortune teller turned matchmaker lands her hundreds of years in the past, she’s prepared to make the most of it.
Having a gorgeous highlander insist that you were sent by his late wife isn’t Aileen’s idea of a dream proposal. But she also had never dreamed she’d find herself in 1748 either.
She’ll married him for practicality, but will she find herself Falling for the Highlander?
